"Later, be more intimate with me and don't pay attention to the camera. Let's just buy toys for the children and go shopping casually."

   This is a serious matter, and Mu Qingyu naturally wouldn't argue with him. When the two got out of the car, she didn't pay attention to the Hyundai. Sure enough, she saw someone getting out of the car and followed them all the time.

  Leng Yunlin looked frank, took her hand, and pressed the elevator. The elevator went up, and there were only the two of them, so Mu Qingyu asked: "Yunlin, did you go too far with the matter at noon?"

  Leng Yunlin didn't answer, but when she was about to speak, there was a "ding dong", and the first floor arrived. A group of people rushed in, and Leng Yunlin pulled her in the corner, as if to protect her, with his arms around her waist, like an ordinary man who wanted to protect his pregnant wife.

  With the influx of people, Mu Qingyu was obviously embarrassed to continue asking questions. Soon, people came and left, and when they reached the mother and baby floor, Leng Yunlin came out protecting Mu Qingyu, and deliberately waited for the reporters.

  Mu Qingyu saw him standing where he was, and there were relatively few people here, so she immediately asked, "Yunlin, you..."

   "Don't look back, the camera is here. Go this way." Leng Yunlin glanced at the reporter, but he was very calm. He took Mu Qingyu's hand and walked forward until he came to the baby's side.

  Pausing in front of a shop, he deliberately asked, "Qingyu, are you hot?"

  Mu Qingyu was taken aback for a moment. It is the twelfth lunar month of winter. She is wearing a coat and a scarf. The coat is tightly buttoned, and it is indeed a bit hot.

  Leng Yunlin stopped and helped her unbutton her coat one by one, revealing her protruding belly. He slowly helped her untie the scarf. As for the scarf, it seemed to be a bit of thread, and one of the strands was hanging on the metal jewelry of her bun. Leng Yunlin stretched out his hand to help her untie it carefully, then folded the scarf and put it in the handbag, which he carried by himself.

   No matter how you look at it, he looks like a good husband who loves his wife.

  Even though he knew that Leng Yunlin did this on purpose, Mu Qingyu didn't know how to lose his temper with him. This man always has the ability to make her angry internally, and he is so calm that she can't vent her anger at all.

  Leng Yunlin also knew what Mu Qingyu wanted to ask. He really didn't pay attention to the incident at noon. In his opinion, no matter whether Aunt Xu did something wrong or not, the end result is that Mu Qingyu will cook, which he absolutely does not allow. Anyway, as far as he is concerned, it is enough to fire Aunt Xu and find another person to serve her. As long as he can afford the price, are you afraid that no one will work for him?

  And he, indeed, didn't like her doting on Shan En too much.

   It was just two bites less food, Mu Qingyu was anxious like something. If something really happened tomorrow, what would happen to her?

  You know, when he was at home, his father Leng Haoran adopted a complete free-range policy for him. Unless he committed a crime, he would not even frown. And his mother, Dong Jiachang, trained him strictly since he was a child. Even though he came from a famous family, every move of him requires him to be in accordance with etiquette. Later, he stayed at his uncle's house, and his uncle had a strict temper, and he was even more strict with him and his elder brother Leng Yunting. He also felt that it would be fine if Mu Shangen was a girl. As the saying goes, "Boys are poor, girls are rich."